As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 562 - 348

Chapter 562: 348

After spending a day there, the two of them returned to the city the next day.

First, they sent the fish back home, the freight was not cheap, but Chu Mingcheng didn’t mind.

Then they took a plane back to the dock in Basha State where their ship was moored, setting sail for West Malaysia, planning to rest briefly before heading straight to the Maldives.

The Hei Yao sped across the ocean, and today the wind was good, so Chu Mingcheng hoisted the sails.

After adjusting the angle of the sails, the Hei Yao’s speed surpassed that of the engine by quite a bit.

His next stop was Malacca in West Malaysia, roughly two hundred, possibly close to three hundred nautical miles away.

It typically takes over ten hours under normal sailing, but the time would be significantly reduced with the help of the wind.

While sailing, they suddenly discovered a stationary sailboat.

Originally, he planned to pass it by, but then a man and a woman appeared on the sailboat, waving and signaling to him.

From the looks of it, they seemed to be encountering some trouble and asking for help.

Those who take to the sea will help out if they encounter a call for assistance, especially if they are nearby or see it directly.

After all, one day it might be their turn to need help, so mutual assistance at sea has become a cultural norm.

Approaching closer, Chu Mingcheng saw that the two people also had Asian faces, and upon asking, found out they were also Huaxia people.

Communicating with them, it turned out they shared the same goal of traveling around the world, which immediately brought them closer together.

In foreign countries, most of their own countrymen can’t be trusted as they might lead you into a trap.

But those you meet during such travels, and who share a common goal, are generally of no issue.

After a brief understanding, Chu Mingcheng learned that the engine of their sailboat needed a spare part replaced, which they did not have on hand.

Without the replacement, they wouldn’t be able to make it to shore.

Many people think that those who travel around the world by sailboat mostly rely on sail power, which is actually a misunderstanding.

In reality, the majority rely on engines for navigation; it’s just not openly discussed.

Chu Mingcheng happened to have the spare part they needed, and since Malacca was not far away and he was on a new boat without concerns of breakage over such a distance, he decided to give the part to them.

He also took the opportunity to exchange sailing experiences with the old captain, who appeared to be about forty years old.

Jiang Luoluo and his wife also huddled together, chattering nonstop.

With the spare part, the engine was quickly repaired.

The older brother then took the opportunity to invite Chu Mingcheng and his party to Malacca for a meal as thanks.

Since they shared the same destination, they accepted the invitation.

Setting off in the morning, they arrived at their destination in the evening.

Over dinner, Chu Mingcheng learned that the couple had been traveling at sea for a year and a half, covering much of the world.

They had visited over seventy countries, gaining extensive knowledge of various customs and cultures.

This time, they planned to stay in West Malaysia for a while before returning to the South Sea for a temporary rest.

Unlike Chu Mingcheng and his companion, they were on a budget trip, mostly self-sufficient along the way.

After a year and a half, the couple was somewhat exhausted, and the boat had its share of issues, so it was a good time to take it back for some thorough repair and maintenance.

That night, Chu Mingcheng chatted with them late into the night, learning about various interesting things.

The next day, he said goodbye to the couple, planning to procure some supplies before leaving for the next stop.

"Ah Cheng, why don’t we try budget traveling too, being self-sufficient?" As they were buying supplies in West Malaysia using the money earned in East Ma, Jiang Luoluo suddenly suggested.

Chu Mingcheng was startled, then scratched his head, "With my skills, even being self-sufficient wouldn’t make us poor!"

"Oh come on, is this a matter of being poor? Let’s just use the money we earn along the journey, don’t you think that challenge is interesting?"

"It does sound somewhat interesting!"

Seeing his wife so enthusiastic, Chu Mingcheng didn’t want to dampen her spirits.

And he silently resolved to ease up a bit on the journey, not to haul too much from the sea.

Following that, the two of them changed their direction for purchasing supplies.

Using the Malaysian ringgit earned from selling the Unforgettable Fish, they bought some vegetables and fruits, filled up the boat with diesel, exchanged the remaining money for Green Coin, and set sail.

Money needed to be conserved now, so they didn’t purchase any beef or mutton this time, deciding to finish what was left on board first.

But Chu Mingcheng estimated that by the time they arrived at the Maldives, the supplies on the ship would be nearly depleted, which would still be an acceptable outcome for him.

Hei Yao sailed slowly through the Malacca Strait, occasionally encountering some very large cargo ships head-on.

The Malacca Strait is a vital passage for trade to the south; it’s not surprising to see many cargo ships.

However, Chu Mingcheng’s sailboat was quite eye-catching, and while he watched the other ships, the people aboard them also came to their decks to gaze at his vessel.

After just a few hours, Hei Yao emerged from the Malacca Strait and entered the Indian Ocean.

Chu Mingcheng studied the route; heading straight west should bring them to the Maldives under normal circumstances.

But once they passed Malacca, the level of danger increased significantly.

Even though a group of killer whales followed at a distance, he still preferred to avoid trouble, to prevent frightening Jiang Luoluo.

Therefore, he deliberately sailed in a southwest direction, planning a slight arc in their trajectory.

After traveling some distance, Chu Mingcheng slowed down, waiting for the killer whales to catch up.

Bluefin tunas weren’t scarce in the Malacca Strait; the strait was also part of their migration path.

Now that they were in the Indian Ocean, Chu Mingcheng observed that there were even more bluefin tunas than before.

The killer whales had been following them and it wasn’t easy for them, so he decided to reward them that day.

He checked where the bluefin tunas were congregating and steered towards the nearest spot.

When they reached the destination, the fishfinder showed that the group of tunas was more than a hundred meters deep. He couldn’t dive to fish and feed them with other people around.

At that moment, Jiang Luoluo approached the cockpit with binoculars in hand, "Ah Cheng, look, there seems to be a small island over there. Should we go check it out?"

"Really?" Chu Mingcheng turned his head and could indeed vaguely see a small island.

Taking the binoculars for a closer look, he realized the island was quite a distance away.

So, He went to the deck and communicated with the killer whales, asking them to gather at the small island after they were well fed.

Following that, Hei Yao restarted its engine and headed towards the newly discovered island.

As Chu Mingcheng had anticipated, the island was quite a long way off.

But there was one thing that surprised both him and Jiang Luoluo: the island was not small at all but rather quite large.

Chu Mingcheng didn’t rashly approach the shore but instead circumnavigated the island, discovering that there were no apparent signs of people.

Just then, he spotted what seemed like animals on the mid-slopes of the island.

Taking a look through his binoculars, he exclaimed, "Damn, are there actually sheep on this deserted island?"

"Sheep? How is that possible!" Jiang Luoluo, upon hearing this, also grabbed her binoculars and then saw several sheep, "Wow, there really are?"

"Ah Cheng, we have to land on the island! We’re traveling on a tight budget right now, we can’t pass up this sheep!"

"Most definitely. I want to eat a whole roasted sheep!" When Chu Mingcheng spotted the sheep, he planned to land on the island and try to catch some.

There wasn’t much mutton left in the fridge, and they hadn’t bought any in Malacca, so now was a good opportunity to stock up.

He positioned Hei Yao at the sandy entrance of the deserted island and then Chu Mingcheng, alone, took a dinghy ashore, equipped with his heavy spear and some steel wire fishing lines.

He didn’t bring Jiang Luoluo because someone needed to stay with the ship in unfamiliar territory, and besides, he would perform better on his own.

The beach was on the east side of the island, but the flock of sheep they had seen was on the southern side.

As soon as Chu Mingcheng landed on the island, he took a walk around the beach first.

Then, at the mouth of a large cave on the left side of the beach, he found an extinguished bonfire, with some charcoal left inside.

There were some fish bones nearby and a small bed made of bamboo poles.

Clearly, someone had been here before.

From this setup, Chu Mingcheng suspected that someone had come to take on the challenge of survival on a deserted island.

But this also indirectly confirmed that the island was indeed uninhabited.

And the flock of sheep must have been brought here by someone; he did not know the exact situation but had to go over to take a look first.

Chu Mingcheng leisurely walked into the forest, and once he judged that he could not be clearly seen from the outside, he stopped concealing his movements and started sprinting at full speed toward the direction of the sheep.